The Return of the War Legate

Chapter 673

The woman was shocked.

She thought that Adrian would still be at the church. How could he have possibly gotten ahead of her?

After identifying Adrian, the woman slowly lowered her dagger and pursed her lips. “Hey, Legate, what are you doing here so late at night? Are you trying to stop a helpless little woman like me?

Adrian gestured. “Hand over that book”

The woman quickly hid the book behind her back when she heard this

“It’s not even yours, so finder’s keepers,” she coldly replied.

Adrian jumped down from the rock and walked toward the woman, causing the latter to retreat a little. Soon, he stood before her and carefully studied her before asking, “What’s your name? Why did you show up here?”

“My name?” the woman chuckled as she said, “Prepare to be shocked when you hear my name…

“I’m Bloody Rose’s top assassin–Ivy Cox!

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“Bloody Rose, you say?” Adrian mumbled.

me sounded familiar to him.

That name

Bloody Rose was an organization similar to Wyvern Peak that belonged to the outlanders. It was filled with women trained to be exceptional assassins and was really expensive to hire.

More importantly, they did not serve Navia but served money.

Thinking of this, Adrian replied, “I know of your organization. I think you’re nothing more than a bunch of women doing boring stuff that have nothing better to do.”

When Ivy heard this, she coldly said, “Are you loalding down on us? So what if we’re women? We’re still capable of being assassins that move around silently but are deadly. Are you afraid of us now?”

“Who hired you?” Adrian asked.

Ivy folded her arms and let off another grunt. “We never leak our employer’s information. You’re just wasting your time by asking me that question.”

“You’re right.” Adrian nodded. “That was a little silly of me. I won’t ask you anymore since you aren’t willing to tell me anything. However, I need you to hand over that hook before you leave.”

Ivy’s gaze turned sinister. “And what if I refuse? Are you going to kill me?”

Adrian smiled, “You wouldn’t be the first woman to have died by my hands”

“That depends on whether you’re actually that capable. Also, what’s with the mask, jerk? I’ve been wanting to tear it off your face to see what you look like for a long time now,” Ivy said coldly.

After that, she fiercely reached out, trying to rip off Adrian’s mask while he was off guard. However, she failed and caught air as Adrian turned his head sideways.

Ivy pursed her lips once more. “You seem like a worthy legate, I’ll give you that. I’m going to leave now. I don’t have time to play with you. Ciao!”

She then took out a ball–shaped throwing item and was about to escape after releasing another cloud of smoke. Yet, Adrian managed to catch her wrist before she threw it, causing the latter to be slightly startled.

Enraged, she shouted, “Get your filthy paws off me, you ferid”

Ivy struggled for a while and launched a lock toward Adrian, but he lifted his knee before her kick could connect. Instead, Ivy

got kneed in the stomach.

Adrian had put so much force into his kick that Ivy was unable to dodge it in the slightest.

The force of the impact caused her expression to twist in pain. She gasped for air as she collapsed onto the floor. Her stomach was churning as if a volcano had erupted inside her, causing her so much pain that she was even in tears.